"Hey, I brought Arkin back."
The zergling? Ohhh no, last time he was here he wrecked my entire room. x^{
"Don't worry man, I have him tamed this time. It was a pain to make him behave but I made it work."
Well, now that I look at him, he's definitely a lot more timid than before. Just keep a tight leash on him, I don't want him going off the handle again.
"Will do. ^ u ^"
Chapter 20: Memories 1
Within the living room of a humble cottage home, May sits on the couch looking at the now darken window and the storm that rages outside, watching and listening as the raindrops pelt on the glass like pebbles in hopes of seeing Isaac out in the distance. Despite it being only ten minute since she last called Isaac, though she only heard static on her end, it had felt like hours since the storm looks bad to the point where the trees are rocking back and forth from the sheer force of the wind. She's aware the he's a resourceful individual with his history as a militia sniper, but there are some things that can prove too much for the man, but all she can do is hope for his safe return.
This hoping doesn't help with her anxiety as a thunderous roar echoes throughout the house only reminding her of the severity of the storm. She needs to do something to get her mind off of this, but most of the chores that needed to be done by her are already done. The only thing she can do now is to just think, and so she closes her eyes and let her mind wonder off into the depths of her psyche, hoping to find something that can eases her mind.
Location: Tarsonis
4 years ago
Within the streets of the spiraling Tarsonis City, the noises of cars and many other automotive fills the trails going about as they go about their daily business, above the towering skyscrapers is the sand colored sky, given its color from the heavy industrialization of its inhabitants. Among the streets walks a lone woman who is worming her way across the crowded streets towards an unknown destination, her diminutive size making the task rather easy for her.
Her attire consists of a hat covering most of her short red hair, a brown suite with matching pants that bag over large black boots and barely holding them up is a large black belt. The expression on her face was tired yet neutral with her hazel green eyes looking through thin slits and her breath being heavy despite the claustrophobic environment.
She continues to cut through the flowing tide of people until she eventually escapes the crowded streets through the alleyways. Despite the disorienting nature of these paths, years of navigating the city allows her to transverse them with ease.
After navigating through these pathways for some time she comes across a large opening, within the opening lies various buildings and factories that both consumers and workers are constantly walking in and out of. She scans through all these buildings until her eyes land on a sign familiar to her:
Kymal Automotive Services
In front of the small building stands a lone woman with similar attire and long blonde hair that is tied up waving at her. She immediately runs towards the building, splashing grime ridden puddles in the process.
"Sorry that I'm late Maria, traffic was a whole lot worse today." The redhead said to the woman when she reached her.
"It's alright May, you're not that late. If we hurry, then maybe the manager wont yell at us." Maria said in a soft-spoken tone as the pair walk into the room. They are met with a man standing near a terminal, his brown eyes glaring at the two with a clear annoyance.
"You two are late." The man told them with a deep growl.
"We're sorry, won't happen again." The blonde said with some confidence while her partner simply cowered a little in response. They approach the terminal and took what look like cards out which they proceed to scan over the screen with which simply beeped in response. Despite how quick this process was the gaze from the imposing man had made May rather anxious as they walked away.
"You know, you didn't have to wait for me back there." She looks back at her friend as a hint of guilt pings in her mind.
"But work isn't as fun without you." A cheerful smile forms across Maria's face as she opens the door leading to the engineering bay which lets in a myriad of clicks and clanks of vehicles being worked on. She grabs two wrenches from a tool bench next to them and tosses one to May which she catches. "Now let's get to it." They now start to search out for a vehicle to work on in order to start out a new day.
Present Day
Another thunderous boom suddenly takes May out of her daydream and back into reality, reminding her of the situation that's she's in, and so far there isn't a sign that Isaac has returned safely. Her worry returns, but it's not just for him, but also Isabel as well. Since the incident from today's confrontation between the two they have never even talked to each other, though their lack of interaction with each other is usually normal as of recent years, the addition of the incident has made things rather tense for her. This tension has been eating at her for hours and is only made worse with the absence of Isaac and the knowledge of him being out there in the raging storm.
She needs to do something about this, she doesn't know how long she can go on like this. Consulting with Isabel would be obvious but she's afraid that the girl is still rather sour about the incident since she's been getting more emotional as of late to the point where she'll lash out at any statement regarding her abilities and isolation. But there's nothing else for her to do and staring outside wouldn't solve anything.
After giving it some though she decides that she needs to reconcile with Isabel, surely enough time has passed for her to clam down just enough for her to listen, and also Isaac has traveled quite a ways away so it'll be a while anyways. She gets up from the couch and walks towards the stairs, and when she starts to go up them they creak under her weight which is also normal for her. After making it up to the second floor she is met with a hallway with three doors lining its walls with two leading to the family's rooms and one lone entrance leading to one of the two bathrooms in the house. With light footsteps sounding her approach, she passes the bathroom entrance and approaches a worn out looking white door which leads into Isabel's room.
Her body refuses to move however, her nervousness and hesitation keeping her from continuing.
'Come on May, you got to do this, for her.' She thinks to herself as she takes a deep but silent breath and raises her arm in preparation to knock. Then her hand moves and lightly knocks on the door three times, but nothing responds. After a few seconds of silence, she was going to knock again when she was interrupted.
"You can some in." The muffled response of Isabel came through the door, its tone conveying a feeling of sluggishness and melancholy.
Doing as she was told, May opens the door, revealing a small but messy room with objects such as rocks, paper, and various other scraps strewn across the floor like a scrapyard. She sees that they were all clumped up in greater amounts when her eyes eventually found Isabel who's just slouching on her desk in front of the window which lets in the only source of light in the form of a soft blue ray.
Despite the hesitation she feels she makes her way across the room making sure to avoid stepping on the overly numerous objects in the dimly lit room, even moving some of them to the side to give it a semblance of tidiness. She eventually reaches the blonde, but once again hesitation filled her being as she starts to fidget her fingers and finding a way to start a conversation. A few seconds of rain-filled silence went on before May decides to break it.
"So, Isabel, pretty peaceful, isn't it?" May started, hoping to start something with the girl, but another boom of thunder echoes through the room which makes it awkward for her, but she continues. "Isabel, I'm sorry, I know that your situation is a sensitive topic for you, especially after all we've been through. I shouldn't have brought it up like that."
"No. I should be the one apologizing, you were just trying to help and I reacted way too harshly to it." Isabel replies through her arm as she continues to look out the window. "I just hate how I'm constantly reminded that I can't live a normal life, to listen to the kids running outside with their friends and not be able to interact with them. Even to this day I can't just go wherever I want since the Dominion are here, and they're no better than the Confederacy." Another flash of lighting illuminates the room which briefly reveals to May a tear rolling down her left eye.
Upon seeing this, May immediately kneels and wraps her arm around her shoulder which causes the younger of the two to look up to her, meeting crimson red eyes with hazel green. Isabel then buries her head into her shoulder which the woman returns with an embrace.
"I just hate it all." She hears her voice break a little as she continues on. "I just wish that things were better, that mom was still here." She begins to whimper while May rubs her back to comfort her. "And that you were still just a friend." This makes May tear up a little as she often wishes the same thing.
They continue to embrace each other, allowing the girl to settle down her emotions among the blue, stormy light. Only the pitter patter of the rain fill the room as the two calm their senses for a few minutes, then they loosen their embrace and look at each other again.
"So, May, can I tell you something?" She looks up as she wipes away the remaining tears.
"Anything."
"The visions, I'm starting to have them again." Her heart starts to race at this news. "I had it right after you left today, it felt so real."
"How though? You never had one for years."
"That's what I thought as well."
"What do you think caused it? Could it be from what happened a few years ago?" The memory of the event is still fresh in her head, the pained screaming and expressions of Isabel are still things that she's trying to get out of her head.
"I don't know, maybe? I don't know. But please do not tell my dad about this, He's already stressed out as he is and I don't want to add this on top of him."
"I promise, I won't say a word." May then butts her forehead onto Isabel's.
"Thanks." She returns the gesture with a smile. "You know, you would make a great mother someday."
"Mabey." They both separate again. "But I'm completely fine with where I am now." She suddenly starts ruffling up the blonde's already messy hair.
"H-hey stop that!" She protests with a chuckle as she tries to resist her assault making the redhead chuckle in response.
This was unfortunately cut short for the both of them when they hear a loud knocking from downstairs which caused them both to stop to listen in.
"You hear that?"
"Yes, I also sense that…" Her eyes suddenly row wide. "…dad!?" The two immediately stand up to this statement.
"You sure?"
"No doubt, but there's also something else with him, but it's faint."
"We'll figure out what it is later, let's just go help him out first." Isabel nods in agreement and they both quickly rush out of her room and towards the stairs.
A rush of excitement runs through her entire body as they make their way down the stairs, she can't wait any longer to see Isaac's face once again, and she's confidant that Isabel feels more intensely about this. They suddenly hear the crash that they assume is the door being forcefully smashed open as they reach the first floor. As they turn the corner they indeed see Isaac but he's caring a young, unconscious, black hair boy in his arms who is in rather poor condition, and behind them is the door now wide open and swaying wilding from the storm's wind.
"What the, what's happene-?"
"No time to explain." Isaac cuts off his partner. "May, get some towels! Isabel, get some clothes that can fit him, now!" Deciding not to question him, they both immediately turn around and head back towards the stairs. May turns to the right into another hallway while Isabel goes up the stairs as they now rush to care for their new guest.
Wow, so far it caused no trouble.
"Yeah, isn't he so cute? ^w^"
As cute as a giant bug alien can be. Now let's get on with the trivia of the day:
"Romantic love and the love between a mother and child share a similar chemical connection…The hormone oxytocin is released during child birth and when a child nurses as well as during orgasm. Oxytocin is thought to help long-term bonding." (Amanda DeWitt, lifehack . org)
I'm sure mom and I have a lot of this chemical between us, she would kill anyone that would dare to hurt me.
"Yeah, I remember her giving me a nasty glare when I said that we were going on a field trip to the Grand Canyon a couple months ago."
Well considering that the last time we were on a "field trip" I've ended up with a black eye and my arms infected with rashes that we were able to convince her were from poison ivy when really they were from a pissed off space blob. Good thing its affects were temporary. So I say that the glare was well warranted.
"Well the trip was indeed to the Grand Canyon but it was to look for a package from that Talos fellow that was meant for you."
It was a lotion that can help me with getting rid of these micro scarabs easier, I'm glad that we made friends with that guy.
"Same here, he's the one who gave me this body retrofit."
He's a good guy, and I also have good readers, so I hope that you all have a great day or night wherever you may be. |^)
"See ya all next time peeps! ;D"